Lose Him - Part【1】

Training with Phobos is sinfully...arduous. He has been teaching me all the ways to slay another with a knife over the past weeks and though I often find myself to be having fun during each session it never fails to test us.

On the first day of my training, we lasted merely a few minutes for after those minutes passed I had my uncovered breasts pressed against the smooth wood of our dining table with his calloused palm clamped around my neck, my dress hiked up to my waist whilst Phobos fed on my flesh from behind our kitchen walls imprinting my lusty mewls of pleasure and his wicked hoarse grunts. The second day of my training, I had my back driven against his bedroom door with my legs tightly bound around his waist and he once more feasted on my body.